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Chapter 723 What did the real person see?

At the beginning of Yun, Rourou saw the old fairy, he happened to have a little baby in his hand.

The old fairy placed the baby, who appeared to be less than a year old, on the table covered with thick cotton cushions, and rubbed the baby's belly with a pair of big hands covered with brown age spots.

This child had skinny limbs, but had a big belly. After being rubbed by the old god's big hand for a while, the crying baby gradually stopped crying, and opened its small mouth to scream at the old god.

The old fairy also yelled, as if he could really understand the child's words.

The old fairy's hands seemed to be a little hard, and where the hands stroked, the child's skin quickly turned from red to white, and immediately returned to blood.

At this time, a section of pure black feces slowly appeared from the baby's excrement door. This section of feces was extremely dry, until it was half a foot long, it fell into the wooden barrel placed under the table by the old fairy, and it was squeezed tightly. Then, a stream of yellowish-brown feces poured out ferociously, as if a reservoir had opened its gate, and there were loud farts like a cannonball in the middle.

The stench filled the air, and Yun Chu took a quick step back. As for Gentle, he had already rushed out of the room, holding on to the pines and cypresses in the yard, vomiting.

Yunchu wanted to open the window, but was stopped by Tong Mingyue, an old Taoist, saying that the child could not see the wind at this time.

When looking at the child again, Yunchu found that his big belly was gone, and then his ribs like a washboard were exposed...

When the sun set, the old god ended his pediatric consultation time for today.

Yunchu felt that the past three hours were a kind of torture for this 100-year-old man.

When the old immortal came out of the room, his navy blue taoist robe was still stained with feces.

Taking a small teapot from Yunchu's hand, he sucked up the tea in it like a whale sucking water in one gulp.

Sitting on the rattan chair gently pushed over, slightly closed eyes to rest.

"Those who are not destined by fate do too many major things, and are prone to be punished by heaven."

Hearing the old fairy say these words slowly, both Yunchu and Wenrou were shocked.

"How to escape?" Yun Chu asked softly.

Sun Simiao opened his eyes, looked at Yun Chu warmly and said, "Why do you want to escape?"

Yun Chu said: "Because we are not destiny."

Sun Simiao sighed and said, "No one knows who is Man of Heaven now."

Gentlely frowned and said, "Isn't it Your Majesty?"

Sun Simiao shook his head and said: "Twelve years ago, Li Chunfeng said that the Man of Destiny was a yin man. Two years ago, Li Chunfeng said that the Tang Dynasty had a long pulse and the yin man faded away. When His Majesty moved the capital to Luoyang, Li Chunfeng said that Ziwei moved eastward, and Chang'an was turbid. If the qi invades, within a hundred years, the earth's veins will be exhausted. A few days ago, Li Chunfeng said that the earth's qi in Chang'an is unobstructed, and there are signs of heroic energy.

This little Taoist priest used to be somewhat credible in his words, but he has repeatedly slapped himself in the mouth for more than ten years.

I don't know if what he said is true or not.

However, there is one thing that the old Taoist knows very well. The way of heaven is not revealed, and no one can predict the future.

Li Chunfeng wants to clear up the earth's energy, and has been studying the wind recently. Unfortunately, he has been trying to find the limelight, but he has found nothing.

Monk Xuanzang said that he once saw a ray of secrets in the vast sea, but no one could understand those secrets.

Just five days ago, Li Chunfeng burned the "Tui Bei Tu" co-authored with Yuan Tiangang, a fortune teller. He had kept this book secret for many years, and he took it out and burned it five days ago.

Taoism is about to go south to avoid disaster, Xuanzang invited him to go westward together, but he refused, Xuanzang said that he would die if he went south, Li Chunfeng said that Xuanzang would die if he went westward.

That is to say, these two people with great supernatural powers were confused about the future, and when neither of them could convince the other, the two became mad, a Buddhist virtuous man, and a Daoist real person, and they beat each other .

Yunchu, gentle, although the old Taoist has been cultivating Taoism all his life, I pay more attention to the Qihuang technique, but just recently, the old Taoist woke up twice in the middle of the night, which has never happened in a hundred years.

If it wasn't for the old man's hard work, he would have thought that the end was coming.

Before the strong wind comes, the birds will throw themselves into the forest, and before the earth dragon turns over, all the beasts will run away in panic.

Yunchu, gentle, from tomorrow, come to the ground, hide among the people, forget your achievements, put away your minions, and learn how to be an ordinary person.

Since ancient times, there have been countless disasters on the land of China. The sky collapsed, the earth cracked, and the floods. Many heroes, emperors, and generals died without a place to bury them. However, the people survived. You must learn their survival techniques. "

After the old fairy finished speaking, he fell into a deep sleep. Yun Chu took the blanket and covered the old man's body.

He left the old fairy's residence together with Rourou.

When they went out, they found that the crowd outside the old fairy's residence had dispersed, and only the content on the sign on the wall had changed - Gynecology.

Yunchu led the bay red horse and said to Rourou irritably, "What will happen?"

Gentle shook his head and said: "I don't know, but you must listen to the words of the old god."

Yun Chu said angrily: "I don't like these gods and gods. I don't even believe in Li Chunfeng and Master Xuanzang."

Looking at Yunchu in a strange way, Wenrou said, "What are you going to do tomorrow?"

Yun Chu said: "Feed the horses, chop firewood, and care about the prices of food and vegetables."

Gentle nodded and said: "I'm going to be a prodigal son who roams around the brothels."

"Where's Di Renjie?"

"He'd better go and solve the case he'll never finish."

"Where's Zhong Kui?"

"Continue to stand in the wind holding his Modao, trying to kill the ghosts in the wind."

"What about Chang'an?"

"Chang'an is Chang'an, we have done what we can, shouldn't the rest be the business of Chang'an people?

Don't forget, you will be a groom from tomorrow, I will be a prodigal son, Di Renjie will be a catcher, and Zhong Kui will be a magic stick.

We take the person we want to be good, and that's it. No matter how much we do, I'm afraid that thunder will strike me. "

Yunchu felt that such an arrangement was quite good, so he rode home on the bay red horse.

Over the past ten years, Chang'an City has learned how to operate...

At dawn the next day, Fei Jiu watched in horror as the county lord was bare-chested and was chopping firewood for his family with a huge mountain axe.

Judging from the firewood piled up on the wall, he has been chopping firewood for a long time. What makes Fei Jiu most incomprehensible is that the madam wrapped her hair in a handkerchief, and she couldn't walk steadily with Yunjin, Yunjin, and the road. Yunluan gathered firewood.

Although I was very worried that the county venerable would fire me, the servant who was responsible for chopping firewood and guarding the door, but the upper body of the county lord, soaked in sweat, looked as beautiful as if it had been cut with a knife and an axe.

Fei Jiu couldn't help watching it for a while longer, until he found that Cui Yao was also watching it with great interest, then he said to Yun Chu with a sullen face, "Is there no firewood at home?"

Yun Chu put down the ceremonial ax that he brought from the Western Regions for the Han generals, and said flatly, "I just want to chop firewood?"

Fei Jiu looked at the clean and spotless bay red horse and took a breath and said, "You even washed the horse. Look at the bay red horse's belly. You must have fed this guy's breakfast too, right?"

Yun Chu nodded and said, "From now on, be a happy person, chop firewood, feed horses, and care about the prices of food and vegetables."

Fat Jiu looked at the sun that had risen a foot high and said, "Shouldn't you go to the county government to sit in court now?"

Yun Chu wiped the sweat off his abdominal muscles and said with a smile, "I won't go."

After speaking, he continued to lift the ax to chop wood.

Maybe it was because Master Hou was chopping firewood. The whole family gathered around to watch Master Hou chopping firewood. Naha watched it for a while, and asked Fei Jiu to find more firewood so that his brother could chop more firewood.

If chopping firewood, feeding the horses, and washing the horses in the morning robbed Fei Jiu of his work, then when he put on his apron and started cooking breakfast for his family, the cooks of the Yun family, Fat San and Fat Si, were scared out of their wits gone.

Especially when they saw Madam enter the kitchen to help Lord Hou, the two of them burst into tears looking at Cui Shi, and no one could persuade her.

Naha stole a deep-fried dough stick that her brother had just fried, and Li Si also tiptoed in to steal one.

The two deep-fried dough sticks were divided into four, and there was no Yunjin's, so Yunjin went in and stole one to eat by herself.

Yun's breakfast was as rich as ever, but the whole family ate it cautiously, and even the sound of porridge drinking didn't sound like Siri's snoring.

After breakfast, Li Si, Yun Jin, and Yun Jin began to attend classes under the supervision of Cui Yao. This time, even if Li Si's favorite butterfly appeared on the window, Yun Jin's favorite bird was Yun Jin's favorite. Even though the Chinese rose is blooming, it cannot shake the three people's dedication to study.

Yun Chu, who was wearing coarse clothes, and Yu Xiurong, who was also wearing linen clothes, hugged Yun Luan, who was also dressed like a commoner's child, and went out holding an umbrella.

They looked very much like a young couple carrying their son back to their natal home.

After arriving at Zhuque Street, Yunchu felt a little regretful, because there were a huge crowd of people who came to see the copper bulls on Zhuque Street. In just a few days, the eight copper bulls that had already stood upright had already been worn down. bright colors.

Everyone wants to hug Wanguan Jiacai.

What's more, there are more than ten thousand family wealth here.

The reason why these people said that these copper bulls belonged to Wan Guan's family was entirely because the county lord said that these copper bulls belonged to everyone in Chang'an City.

Therefore, it is very appropriate for the master to come to hug and touch his family's wealth...

Just like what Sun Shenxian said, when Yunchu and his wife walked into the crowd with their son in their arms, no one could recognize him as the famous county official even though his face didn't change at all.

Yu Xiurong stroked the copper bull and said to Yunchu: "The old god probably didn't mean that."

Yun Chu said: "Before you learn the essence of the old fairy's words, you might as well follow the old fairy's literal meaning.

I believe that after a long time, I will naturally know the true meaning of the old fairy's words. "

"Husband, tell me, are you the real son of Master Xuanzang?"

"No."

"How do you know you're not? You were picked up by Selema's mother right after you were born, so what you say doesn't count."

"Why are you asking about this all of a sudden?"

"I think it should be, otherwise the old god wouldn't say those weird things to you."

"Why are those words strange?"

"Because, I feel that the old fairy should tell His Majesty, or the Empress, or the Crown Prince what he said, instead of telling her husband and Rou Wen.

At least, the man of destiny, the person to whom the destiny belongs, has nothing to do with her husband or gentleness. "

(End of this chapter)